One hundred picture challenge ^^


No, there's no sign-up at all, it's a personal challenge. Just copy the text below in a journal and there you go! Woohoo!

The point with this challenge is to improve your skills by making 100 pictures, each pic having a theme listed below. There shall be only one theme on each pic. No time limit. Anyone who wants to can do this thingy.
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1. Introduction
2. Heat [link]
3. Frost [link]
4. Spring
5. Shadows [link]
7. Life [link]
8. Music
9. Silence [link]
10. Wind
11. Rain
12. Storm
13. Sea
14. Underwater
15. Volcano
16. Hell
17. Blood
18. Insanity
19. Borderline [link]
20. Connected
21. Sisters
22. Uncontrolled [link]
23. Rage [link]
24. Kiss [link]
25. Space
26. Exploration
27. Planet
28. Strenght
29. The Battle
30. Water
31. Air
32. Last Breath [link]
33. Death
34. Time [link]
35. Night
36. Pain [link]
37. Broken [link]
38. Alone [link]
40. Imagination [link]
41. Illumination
42. Elements
43. Fire
44. Stars
45. Ice
46. Indigo [link]
47. Fate [link]
48. Smile
49. Warmth
50. Insecure [link]
51. Lies
52. Ghost
53. Trapped
54. Obsessed [link]
55. Cute [link]
56. Innocence
57. Anticipation
58. Prediction
59. Fear
60. Drunk [link]
61. Tangerine
62. Joy
63. Dream
64. Nightmare
65. Dance
66. Eternity [link]
67. Mermaid [link]
68. Rainforest
69. Sex
70. Dusk
71. Dawn
72. Blue [link]
73. Angel [link]
74. Magic [link]
75. Love
76. Romance
77. Lust [link]
78. Truth
79. Nostalgia [link]
80. Melancholy [link]
81. Passion [link]
82. Winter [link]
83. Summer
84. Leaves
85. Clouds
86. Sadness [link]
87. Orange
88. Beauty [link]
89. Lovers [link]
90. Friends [link]
91. Family
92. Chocolate
93. Vanilla
94. Strawberry [link]
95. Memory [link]
96. Whisper
97. Selfportrait [link]
98. Happiness
99. New Life
100. The End [link]
Bonus:
101. Neverending [link]
102. Infinity [link]

The Window (Author unknown)

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and colour of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every colour of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.

Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence -- deathly silence.

The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away -- no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

I may provide my gallery with some new photographs. Or maybe not - depends on my spare time and mood.

I love you from all my heart.